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Continuate a dormire
01:13
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CONTINUATE A DORMIRE...
Mente lobotomizzata, nulla per cui reagire
Inferno dorato, continuate a dormire
Falso compiacimento, nulla per cui lottare
Ti sei fatto abbindolare, continuate a sognare
Beato te che riesci a sognare
Fortunato tu che riesci a dormire
Non ho più voglia di sonnecchiare
Non sento più la necessità di sognare
KEEP ON SLEEPING...
Lobotomized mind, nothing to react to
Gold plated hell, keep on sleeping
Unreal satisfaction, nothing to fight for
Got duped by them, keep on dreaming
BLessed are you, still able to dream on
Lucky are you, still able to sleep on
I no longer want to snooze
I no longer want to dream
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Tomorrow
01:41
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Passive consumers in a system you (pretend to) hate
No scene to support, just take and take
TOMORROW TOMORROW for you is always tomorrow
TOMORROW TOMORROW there is no tomorrow
Next cheap product to bleed it dry
Just keep on being in line, there you are doing fine
TOMORROW TOMORROW what if it is too late?
TOMORROW TOMORROW it never comes
Cause I am here for today and tomorrow I will be gone
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Placebo
01:36
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Placebo
Brucia nel petto quella ferita
Il tempo passa ma la notte è infinita
In questa tempesta non vi è fine
Ansia e angoscia intersecano le mie rime
In questo lungo silenzio assordante
La ragione svanisce in un istante
Mai arrendersi, mai smetter di lottare
Frasi fatte, più facile a dirsi che a farsi
A testa dura, io non mollo
Affondo nella merda, ci sto dentro fino al collo
Placebo
That old wound into your chest still hurts
Days go by but the night has no end
Through this storm I cannot see the way out
Anxiety and anguish are filling my rhymes
In this long deafening night
The reason suddendly is gone
Never surrender, never give up the fight
Empty slogans, easier said than done
Hard headed, I don´t give up
I am drowning into this shit, I am in over my head
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Nothing will change
01:27
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With our asses on the floor
I want no more
Too high to move
I don´t want it anymore
(In this life) NOTHING WILL CHANGE
Too drunk to think
Fuck this shit
In depression and boredom we sink
(In this life) NOTHING WILL CHANGE
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Comodidad
01:33
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Vidas canalizadas
Cuidadosamente programadas
Consumir como ùnico fin
Produci como ùnico camino
Alienante comodidad
Trampa de la autoritad
Como buen perro amaestrado
Que no muerde la mano al amo
Presos, comodidad
Complacientes a la realidad
Comfort
Canalised lives
Carefully programmed
Consume as the only purpose
Produce as the only way
Alienating comfort
Trap of the authority
Like a well trained dog
That doesn´t bite the hand of the master
Prisoners (of our) comfort
Compliant with reality
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Monologue
01:56
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Inferno Personale Bremen, Germany
Just another raw punk band, just another COVID-19´s side effect.
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